Radical Face - Chains
This started simple
Like it always does
With not much to lose
I thought I had control
That I could always walk away
If things turned bad
We were thick as thieves
'til I became the one
Who always went too far
And I couldn't hear you
Now here I stand
A pick in callused hands
As the sun beats down
Across my back
But in the end I'm lost
And I'll drag you down
Yeah that's my cost
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
But I'm glad you were my friend
Like it always does
With not much to lose
I thought I had control
That I could always walk away
If things turned bad
We were thick as thieves
'til I became the one
Who always went too far
And I couldn't hear you
Now here I stand
A pick in callused hands
As the sun beats down
Across my back
But in the end I'm lost
And I'll drag you down
Yeah that's my cost
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
But I'm glad you were my friend
This started simple
Like it always does
With not much to lose
I thought I had control
That I could always walk away
If things turned bad
We were thick as thieves
'til I became the one
Who always went too far
And I couldn't hear you
Now here I stand
A pick in callused hands
As the sun beats down
Across my back
But in the end I'm lost
And I'll drag you down
Yeah that's my cost
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
But I'm glad you were my friend
Like it always does
With not much to lose
I thought I had control
That I could always walk away
If things turned bad
We were thick as thieves
'til I became the one
Who always went too far
And I couldn't hear you
Now here I stand
A pick in callused hands
As the sun beats down
Across my back
But in the end I'm lost
And I'll drag you down
Yeah that's my cost
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
But I'm glad you were my friend
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